Amnesia
By: ForeverIsolated
A/N: All credit, all characters go to Stephenie Meyer!!!
Greetings
Edward Cullen
The rest of us ditched summer school for a while, due to the sunlight hovering over the area. The phone rang once and then it didn't ring again, so I assumed Alice got it.
Oh, goodness. Edward will be thrilled to hear it.
By the time she hung up, I was already standing next to her, tapping my foot impatiently. "Thrilled to hear what, Alice?" I asked. She laughed nervously and took a few steps back towards the stairs. I just stepped forward. "Alice," I warned her, growling. Jasper walked down the stairs and stood in front of Alice.
"What's going on? Naturally, I can't read minds, Edward," he said, glancing at me with a hint of curiosity. I looked at both of them, back and forth.
"Carlisle must've called. I bet he has some news to share with us, later," I said, groaning after the last word in impatience. Jasper sighed a sigh of relief and looked at me again.
"You should go to the hospital. I have a feeling Carlisle wants to talk to you about it before he talks to any of us," Jasper said. I grinned at him and sped off towards the car. By the time the key was in the ignition, it was already going at 90 mph. Once I parked, I was already in the hospital in front of the nurse behind the counter. She looked up, startled.
"Oh, yes, Edward. What can I do for you?" she asked, turning red little by little. I smirked.
Oh, I'm so lucky to be working with a cute doctor. Not to mention being able to see his young hot son. Maybe he'll notice me if I can be here everytime he's here.
"I'm here to see my father. Where is he right now?" I asked her. It took her a moment before replying, "He's in his office. I'm sure you know where that is." I just nodded to her and walked at human pace to where he was at. I just went in. It's not like he needs any privacy being interupted. Carlisle looked up from his desk and smiled.
"Edward, you'll never guess what I've just encountered," he said. My eyes twitched in fury. Would everyone stop leaving me at cliffhangers?
"What is it?" I asked. His smile grew more profound.
"I found Bella," he said. It took a few seconds for that to sink in.
"W-what?" I stuttered. Carlisle sighed.
"I found your Bella," he repeated. I smiled and hugged him. He just laughed and patted my back.
"Where is she?" I asked. He looked at a paper on his desk and took some time to read it's text due to it's foreign language translation. "She's currently in Alaska with the Denali tribe. I don't know how she wounded up there, but they confirm it's her," Carlisle said. I was about to make for the door, but Carlisle beat me to it.
"But, there's a problem, Edward," Carlisle said. I raised an eyebrow. "What kind of problem?" I asked. He let his hands fall to his sides and looked at me.
"She has amnesia," he said. My eyes widened enough to make my eyeballs pop out of its sockets. He gave a sigh before he continued. "The Denali tribe has asked her where she came from, her name, her school," he said, "and I'm surprised that they were able to resist her blood. But, all she would say is your name, like she was in a daze."
With that being said, I ran out of his office and hopped into the Volvo and sped off towards Alaska. I had enough gas to make it there without stopping at a gas station. By the time I got there, it was nighttime and a faint glow lit in the house of the Denali's. I parked and rushed inside, capturing everyone's attention.
"Where is she?" I asked. They pointed to a room up the stairs and without a word I sped up and knocked on the door. I opened it and saw a figure underneath the covers. I stumbled back a little. Her scent was filling the room. In an instant, I took the covers off and my breath caught in my throat.
"Bella," I whispered. She sat up and looked at me, as if I was a stranger. To her, I was. She cocked her head to the side.
"Who are you?" she asked. I smiled. She wasn't repeating my name in a daze anymore. I held my hand out.
"Edward Cullen. Do you know who you are?" I asked. She thought for a moment and shook her head. It pained me that she wouldn't throw her arms around me. It pained me that she can't remember everything we've been through together. It pained me that couldn't even remember me.
"You're Isabella Swan, but most of us call you Bella. Bella, are you sure you don't remember me or anything?" I asked. She shook her head.
"But I had a feeling my name had to be Isabella. All this time, a name was pulling in the back of my head saying 'Isabella' and I never believed it. Goodness me, I've been so ignorant of my instincts," she ranted on. I smiled. This was indeed the Bella I knew. She looked at me suddenly.
"What were we?" she asked. This question took me by surprise. "I mean, if you knew me, my name, then were we...close?"
"We were...very close," he said. She smiled and started laughing hard. I cocked my head this time and looked at her confused. What did I say?
"I do believe that if once I was very close to you, I wouldn't doubt it now," she said. I smiled.
"And why is that?" I asked. She turned red and turned away from my face.
"Well...b-because...your eyes seems to dazzle me a bit too much," she said. I laughed now. It was nice to know I still had the same affect on Bella, whether she remembers me or not.
Isabella Swan
I listened to his laugh. I could've sworn I've heard it numerous times before. But my memory wouldn't click for me at all. I groaned in frustration and buried my head in my pillow. The laughing stopped and he sat next to me on the bed, placing a cold hand on my shoulder.
"What's wrong? Are you sick?" he asked, worry in those topaz eyes of his. I shook my head, turning away from him. His eyes were too beautiful to look into. He turned my face with a finger, our faces less than five inches apart.
"Are you sure you don't remember anything about us?" he asked. Before I could answer, his lips already touched my own. When he pulled back, he asked, "Are you sure?"
I shivered and a splitting painful headache came.
"Edward! Edward, help!" I heard my own voice shout before a splash was heard.
"Bella, honey, you hate Forks."
"Don't worry, mom. It's just a crush." My voice again.
"You're the most importang thing to me now. The most important thing to me ever." It was that boy's voice. What was his name again? Edward.
I cried out and I was being embraced in two cold arms. I started crying, for no particular reason. I just felt as if I had to cry. I was so frustrated. I can't figure out anything.
"You really did love me," I sobbed into his chest. He stroked my hair, comfortly.
"Very much. Almost to the extent of killing myself if I was apart from you," he said. My arms made their way around his waist.
"I hope I get to figure out more about you," I whispered. He dried my tears with his hand and allowed me to sleep.
Edward Cullen
I watched as she slept. There was no way an angel could be in so much pain and agony. Just the sight of her being in pain tore my dead heart apart. I continued to stroke her hair.
What would I do when we go back to Forks? Would she get her memories back soon?
For all I know, Charlie drowned himself in the ocean. Bella should move in with us, for all I know is that we can keep her safe until her memories are recovered.
My attention was diverted towards her when she was whimpering in her sleep.
"Edward...where are you? I love you so much," she mumbled and turned in her slumber. I smiled and kissed her cheek.
"I love you, too. My lovely Bella," I whispered back. Nothing could keep me away from her now. I was positive about it.
Isabella Swan
I woke up to a pair of the familiar topaz eyes. Oh!
"Edward!" I gasped, jumping up from the bed. He laughed at my silly reaction and ruffled my hair.
"Just the same as ever. You never cease to amaze me, Bella," he said. I yawned and stretched my arms and looked at him, tired.
"How come you're not tired? You must've gotten some good sleep," I said, rubbing my eyes. He frowned. Oh goodness, what did I say?
"Bella. I can't sleep. Didn't the Denali's tell you that we were vampires?" he responded. My eyes would've popped out of their sockets. Of course they told me. But I never thought that it was true.
"They told me. I thought it was silly, but part of me said that it was true. Did I know you were a vampire before now?" I asked, sounding so stupid.
"Of course you did," he responded calmly. He stood up and motioned to the bathroom. "We're leaving for Forks. You'd better get ready," he said. I nodded and went to the bathroom.
Edward Cullen
I strapped her into the Volvo and she looked uneasy about it. Maybe she remembers how much I love to drive fast. I would see soon.
"Why do you look so nervous?" I asked her, starting the ignition. She fumbled with her fingers before turning to look at me.
"I feel like I've rode this car so many times. And there's something that makes me feel uncomfortable," she said. I smiled and sped off at my usual speed and I saw her eyes widen in shock and surprise. "That's it. You never can slow down even when I'm in the car, can you, Edward Cullen?!" she scolded. She froze in her place and so did I.
"What?" I asked, sounding like someone blew the wind out of me. She shook her head.
"You...a-and I...we always argued...ab-about your driving speed," she said, rubbing her head. I laughed out loud. This is the same Bella. What thrilled me even more was that she was finally coming around. I could enjoy getting used to her random comebacks for a while. But as I drove, a thought came to mind.
Maybe I should change her.
But could I do it?